Five-Hundred Word Challenge 272: Questions

It is not the colour of my skin, as my skin is not metallic, but that is not something that should be taken literally.

Well, the first part is, but the possibility of my skin not being taken literally…

Wait.

Let me start again.

It is not the colour of my skin, as my skin is not metallic, but that should be considered as a figurative form of speech.

Of course my skin is not metallic, but what does this phrase really mean?

Why am I referencing a lyric from Catherine Wheel?

What does anything mean?

Can’t we just use the mode?

If we use the mode instead of the mean, will that really cause problems when coming to a conclusion?

Well, possibly.

But what if the possibility of it not causing problems, despite it usually producing a different number, was an actual possibility?

What if we had to look at things slightly differently in order to produce the same result?

What if the result was not actually a result but actually more questions that lead us off on some tangent where we just ask a lot of questions instead of answering any because we’ve nothing else in our mind at that given time and are also in a mode to question as much as we possibly can?

What if the results were never solid and continued to shift around like the patterns that we can see in nature?

What if there was no such thing as a result and instead all it was was a slight snapshot in time that would be different every time we tried the same methods, despite sample sizes?

What if all I am saying has no factual basis in the fabric of reality and all I am doing is asking questions that don’t really need to be considered?

Is this really all there is, or is there more that we cannot see due to not being able to move the curtain out of the way whilst also being happy with what we are presented with, therefore preventing the chance to attain true enlightenment?

What if there are no answers in the world whatsoever and all that exists are unlimited questions coming from some massive abyss in the universe, continually raining down upon us all?

What if there are only answers and there are no questions?

What if there are no reactions?

What if the sun rotates in a way that we could not perceive and it gives the illusion of how it rotates due to how hot it is and we cannot find out how it rotates due to not being able to get close enough?

What if the nature of humanity is something that we have never known due to how traumatic it is to know?

What if all the food we didn’t buy actually got used and given to those who needed it instead of being thrown out?

What if we treated people a little better?

What if I stopped asking questions?

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 08:17:27

I’m not too sure as to where this came from, but then again most of the time when I start writing I don’t know what the result will be.

This was a fun, silly bit of writing (save for two questions that are serious).

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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